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Downing one glass, he poured another.
It was right at that moment that music blared in the hallway, the melody exploding on his tongue—a sweet taste twinged by the bitterest of regrets.
He stopped, his glass midair, as he just stared at the door. The urge to go out and follow the music to its source was all consuming.
It was something he hadn’t encountered before. It wasn’t a known piece, that was for sure. He had a knack for recognizing almost any piece since he associated each with different sensations. But this… This was something completely different.
Something so utterly delicious it made him feel on the edge of the precipice. Like the addict he was, it was steering him to that precarious edge, telling him to jump—get drunk on the pure musicality; the decadence that seemed to seep into his every pore.
Suddenly, as he stared at his empty room, flashes appeared in his mind.
He saw himself kissing and licking his way down a female body. His fingers were digging into her plush skin as he thrust into her, losing himself to the wonders of her body.
He felt it as vividly as he tasted her voice on his tongue.
“Raf,” she moaned, clutching at his shoulders as she urged him on. “I love you.”
“I love you too, mi luz,” he’d answered back, sucking on the skin under her neck and leaving his mark on her.
But just as it appeared, it quickly shattered.
Raf blinked as he looked around, trying to make sense of what had just happened. It wasn’t the first time he’d experienced something like that. He’d had dreams before—hot, erotic dreams in which he worshiped her body and left his mark on her, making her his in all ways a man could claim a woman. Her face was forever out of reach, but her voice wasn’t.
It was her. He knew it was her.
But those had been dreams—fantasies he’d allowed himself to have in the privacy of his mind. He might not know what she looked like, but he knew the feel of her in his arms and that was enough for him.
Yet this was different.
This was a fantasy intruding in his waking moments.
What the hell was wrong with him?
Maybe it was the drugs. He could tell they were making him more susceptible to arousal. And as he glanced down his pants, he sighed as he saw them tented.
Yes, it was most definitely the drugs.
They were making him imagine things, craving things he couldn’t know because he’d never experienced them.
The music shifted, the tune becoming more calming and refreshing. For Raf, it was almost as if someone offered him a refreshment after an overly sweet desert. In fact, the combination was so perfect, he felt full just from listening to it.
Going back to his bed, he laid down, closing his eyes and simply enjoying the music.
The new calmness that settled over him allowed him to gain a clearer perspective as well as remember other tidbits from the past.
Lucero had told him she was going to find a way for them to escape together. She’d asked him to be patient because she was being watched and she couldn’t get away to visit him for a while. And though a deep disappointment settled within him at realizing he wouldn’t be graced with her company any longer, he fully trusted her.
If she said she was going to find a way for them to escape, then he was sure she would.
“I love you,mi luz,” he whispered, holding the memory of her close to his heart.
As he drifted off to sleep, he allowed himself to imagine what their life would be like after they left the hacienda. He would marry her and they would live together in a remote place—somewhere where nothing could hurt them.
Yet as he tried to imagine the two of them together, wrapped in a warm embrace as they made love from dusk till dawn, there was only one face that crept into his subconsciousness.
One face. One person. But one he didn’t want to acknowledge.
As such, it was better to just ignore it and pretend it was a trick his mind was playing on him.
